RD redid their catalog. It kind of sucks, now. And some of their product images are just flat-out wrong. I have CM Ruby, and it is not that pretty, realistic red-head shade shown on the product page. Its a searing, hardcore red, that on a real person, would probably have come from a Manic Panic […]
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I keep wanting to work on Gage, and then I just…don’t. I think its because if I’m going to work on something, it should really be the jewelry Mom and I will be wearing to the sister’s wedding, and. Well, honestly, I just don’t want to. It hasn’t been going well, and I hate trying […]
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I’ve been watching “Angel” with the maternal unit. At first it was kind of an experiment on my part, and an effort to find something to watch when we run out of “Smallville” (two discs until we finish the currently released seasons). She had seen a few chunks of episodes here and there, but that’s […]
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In a fit of “no, I will not spend my own money on something for the fucking wedding, dammit,” I have blown my Paypal credit on doll hair and the completion of my *Nsync Together teddy bear collection (Joey! Finally mine! EEEEEEEEE!!!!!!). I just. I don’t even want to go, nevermind spend the money on […]
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Emailed the sister inquiring as to desired birthday and wedding things. I’m praying she won’t ask what I want for my birthday, because the answer is “for you to never have invited me to your wedding.” Honesty is hurtful. That is why we invented tact. Unfortunately, tact involves having something else to say.
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I need to just…never comment on anything on LJ ever. Ever. Because I always end up stressing myself afterwards, and mentally rewriting my comment over and over and over and just generally thinking that I always come off as an idiot who thinks she knows everything. Which…possibly I am. Do I get points for knowing […]
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I got a postcard advertising Hilary Duff’s new album. I’m assuming she’s labelmates with someone I actually like, since I have never even BEEN to a Hilary Duff site, never mind signed up for anything regarding her. I will confess to having a few of her songs. But we all know I’m a pop-crack whore, […]
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I should really head to bed. I have a chiropractor’s this afternoon, and I need to be up long enough before that to eat and dress and things of that nature. I think the problem is that I don’t particularly want to go. I need to, though, my neck’s all tight and my head was […]
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Why is it every time I see the words “gorgeous” on a repaint/ooak doll on eBay, my first thought is that its going to be abysmal? And why must I so often be right? The really talented repainters, the ones who truly do create gorgeous dolls, never seem to use that word. Or, really go […]
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Why is it that assholes always strike when you’re already feeling shitty? Do they have some kind of weird radar? I just. Ugh. Ok, so, what happened is, someone signed the “skin me…” book, and asked who the blonde is, why there were no skins, and called my site “sloppy.” Which…fuck you? You’re being all […] |
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